Come Años

Yesterday, while at my fitting I was asked my age. My response drew gasps. They (the alterations ladies, a 22 year old bride to be and her 19 year old sister and 20 year old bridesmaid) all thought I was 21 or 22. YAY! This is a cool trait that runs in my family. My mother was always thought to be 18 when she was 28 and my grandfather passed away looking like he was in his mid 50s when he was in his 80s. His whole life he was thought to be younger than he was. I loathed being mistaken for being younger than I was. In the 8th grade a sub came up to me at recess and told me to get in line...with the 3rd graders, it was so embarrassing and everyone around me laughed. I went home tres pissed that day and developed a complex. In high school girls kept telling me to wear more make-up cause I looked 12. I wore a full mask until 11th grade and for a few years I really felt I looked my age when with my peers but adults would still confuse me for someone in junior high (still, managed to lose that complex). I really think it was the big cheeks and couldn't wait for my face to get a bit more angular and gaunt but that still really hasn't happened. Nowdays I love getting carded and I love getting mistaken for being over 10 years younger than I really am, especially by those who are barely in their 20s.